Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

have a gift for

the chair in front of the vanity. Then he opened a

white jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could not help but

and you never wore any. But I want you

lifted her silky hair. He then

done things he

was not enough. He thought he owed her so much more than

a while, Ryan finished arranging the bun and inserted the

was fair, and her eyes were bright and lively, making

voice deep and tender. "It means you are my wife. You're now my beloved wife,

shone on Carrie's smooth, white cheek. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her ears

out of the villa,

Carrie meet anyone at the academy in

of his wife crying in his arms last night and the

Other than attending classes and painting in the

"Sir, is something

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